[It's been a while so this chapter is r-18. Lols Explicit as usual.]
As instructed, the driver immediately left as soon as he helped put Kyle on his bed.
"Hey, wait for me!" Sarah shouted behind him.
"I'm sorry, ma'am but I have an emergency. Please call your mother," the driver said as he quickly rushed out.
"What the heck!" Sarah cursed while she sat on the edge of the bed, still feeling dizzy.
"What was with her forcing me to drink?" Sarah grunted, referring to her mother who poured wine in her glass as soon as it was empty. She had low alcohol tolerance that was why she could get drunk after only a few glasses.
She was feeling so hot that she wanted to dive underwater but unfortunately, she was not in her apartment. She cursed and looked around searching for her purse to call a driver to pick her up.
She was about to get up from the bed when she felt Kyle's hand on her wrist.
